It's like we're more than just friends but still less than lovers, you're oh so tough, but I want to be your first weakness. Here we go again with the mixed signals and second thoughts.

Shaul Arton Lerahzon is the third prince. He is smart, handsome, and does not take 'no' for an answer. He is lethal. And he has his eyes set on me. I've been told to discourage any advances, but how can I do that when he's already slit my throat once?

“My God, she can speak, hallelujah,” he grins, winking when he notices I’m looking at him from the corner of my eye under the false sense of security that he couldn’t see me doing it behind my hair , “names Maverick, hon, and I’m very intimidating.”

"What's this? A checklist from some girl magazine?" Kent mused. "It's none of your business." There's no way I'm explaining it's a checklist Cam wrote to make me realize my feelings for Kent. Which is ridiculous because I'm NOT in like with him. Twoshot.

My boss is looking for his Cinderella, and he hires me to do it. And here's the clincher: I AM CINDERELLA. What the hell do I do now?

Fanny Perez, the school pun producer, has fallen hard for Edward Cardenas, an avid hater of puns. With the Halloween dance coming up, will Edward be able to accept who she is, or will Fanny have to choose between the loves of her life? Completed :

Researching anything can be a dangerous process, but when it's sheep, and you're trying to find information on Wikipedia, off all places, things are bound to go a bit awry. It doesn't likely help that you suspect that your professor is a certified loon.

I love him. I want to marry him. I do. I - Oh God. I don't think I even like him anymore. ONESHOT

ONE SHOT- Cynthia Danielle Andrews is obsessed with the color orange. It was rumored that since the moment of her birth all she saw and all she wanted to see is orange. But debt wasn't part of the plan; getting a job wasn't part of it either.

Kind of self-explanatory. It was originally a former AP Lang assignment. Read and tell me what you think?

Before he could reply, I cut him off— “I can see you’re not wearing khaki pants.” They say you only find love once you stop looking. It’s too bad I’m not very good at boy-fasting. //One-Shot//

Adele has always waited patiently for her first kiss. But after reading a journal from when she was young she finds out that she has in fact already been kissed. A one-shot. Sometimes your true love is in your first kiss when you were six years old.

so i'm not even legal and i'm going through a midlife crisis :P i don't know what this is. a mixture of anger and frustration and something strange...? please r&r :

I said hi. He said he'd eat my eyeballs. I said to put his goggles on. He said he raped my cat. I said he's a cannibal Saiyan. He said he's a colorblind vampire. The psychic said we'd be gushing over each other by next year. Someone's lying.

I think you should marry me." "Why...?" "Because then I could get all the free coffee I wanted." For the Ridiculously Happy OneShots Contest.

In a fit of boredom, he sent an e-mail to a complete stranger. Her response was bizarre and less-than-charming, but they kept in contact anyway and launched a game of "Guess Who?". Was it insane? Certainly. But it sure was fun.

“I’ll sell my body, I don’t know.” He ate another cookie. “THIS IS SO GOOD. I want to have epic sex with your baking skills.” An instructional guide on how to snare males in the trap of awesome cooking.

ONE-SHOT! Kissing booth. Age 11. Clark had been my first - and only - customer. After he paid his 2 dollars and placed a wet one on me, I realized just how many cooties I was setting myself up for and closed up the business. Now he's back for a refund.

ONEshot. - We were, as most people would call these days, friends with benefits. "So yeah, I guess this is it." I whispered at his sleeping form. I removed his arms from me and I felt the absence I would feel for the rest of my life. "Goodbye."

ONEshot. - She is the type of person who likes hugs and kisses. Cuddles and touches. But he isn't. And sadly, she doesn't know.

And he said, "Fairytales are for another world." And she said "Fairytales must be for other girls."

Hazel. Not quite brown, not quite green, a dash of purple, a sprinkling of gold. Dreamers' eyes. [oneshot, proseinformofpoem thing]